Probably will really die
He said he was invited to live in Qinglanyuan, but in fact he locked her in a abandoned and dilapidated wing room in the backyard.
The bed is so hard, a thin quilt cannot block the cold spring dew. There are small insects squirming from time to time in the old cotton wool, and the smell of mold and tide everywhere
On the third day, Wang Yan was no longer terrified and drove away the cockroaches and rats. Instead, he lay on the bed calmly and watched them rustling in the room, jumping up and down.
I always get better when I get sick. Every day, people are so dying that they are so hot that they are so tired that they are so tired that they can only take her life.
The food and water sent were all cold and stinky, and she couldn't eat it. Sometimes she didn't move the dishes for a day, and no one greeted her.
It turns out that this is the husband's favor. When you hold you, you seem to be half of the master in his yard. No matter when you are, you die in the corner, rotten or smelly, no one knows
It was dark and bright outside, the rain stopped and fell, and life was in a daze for only one day when I heard the maid sweeping outside the door casually talking, saying that the husband was blessed and had a great life, and finally woke up quietly.
I don't know what I was looking forward to, from dawn to dark, from sunrise to sunset, I waited for a few days, but the ones I waited for were still cold and the leftovers of the quilt were cold.
The hands and feet are cold for many days, and no matter how warm they are, Wang Yan curled up in a ball on the tattered bed, thinking that it would be better to be in summer, but the night would not be so cold
Kexin is still cold. He... hates her, so he lets the maid abuse her.
The rebellious maid cut off his tongue and sold him, and the girl who murdered him... should pay his life for her.
It's a bad life. If he wants it, he will take it here and be locked up for a long time. Suddenly he feels that being able to die is a great thing. Living is really tiring, too tiring
No matter how unruly you have, in this world where power is supreme, lowly people will never be able to break free from the palm of the superiors.
……
I don’t know how long it took, maybe half a month, maybe one month, Wang Ye can’t remember it clearly
The rotten red wooden door was finally opened, the night was dark outside the sky, and a bright moon was bright
She was dragged by several maids to take a shower, wash, put on clean clothes, and sent to the main room of Qinglanyuan.
The room was quiet, with only the crackling sounds made when the lights burst
The closer you get, the more the bitter medicinal fragrance in the room is, the more fragrant it is. The scent of sandalwood is burning in the copper stove, and it can't hide the bitterness and astringency.
A thin white figure sat quietly beside the small table under the window. The moonlight fell from the pane and vaguely illuminated his pale face, crow-colored temples, cold and quiet, like a black and white landscape painting
He has lost weight and has become colder
The little bit beside him vaguely remembered that it was used by her first time when she broke the ground. She lay on it and he stabbed it in from behind. At first, it hurts, but it makes her feel happy. The juice of orgasm splashed all over the case.
Now that I think about it, I feel a little unrealistic trance. Last year, the incident has become an old dream this year.
After a long time, Wang Yan just stood at the door from a distance. He didn't shout, she didn't move, the two of them were silent, and no one spoke.
In the end, Wang Xun couldn't help but speak first, and called her name in a low voice: Wang Ye, don't you have anything to say to me?
What are you talking about? Wang Yan said sarcastically, walked over slowly, laughing at himself: The king is successful, the enemy is defeated, the fate is like this, I will admit that I lost, it falls into your hands, whether it is a knife or a cut, you can deal with it
Wang Xun's eyes turned, cold, when did your bones become so hard
The petite shadow reflected in his eyes, and his heart suddenly moved
He turned his face stiffly, raised his jaw slightly, and showed unidentified arrogance. Don’t you like to pretend to behave the most? Don’t you ask me to let you go?
Please? Wang Yan twitched his lips and smiled bitterly, asking repeatedly: Is it useful? Will you believe it? Is it effective to cry with you? Are you the kind of person who is easily deceived by girls?
The fog was everywhere in her eyes, and her voice was crying: Wang Xun, there is no need to make a show between us
He didn't even want to be perfunctory anymore. Wang Xun stared at her, and his deep eyes turned red slightly. Then you were determined to die, right?
Who would die if you could live? Wang Yan asked back, thinking of all the things in the dilapidated wing room, his heart was so sore that he burst into tears. Instead of being locked up and tortured by you, it would be better to let me die.
Bite your lip and try to be calm and gentle. It's okay if you die. In the future, you will marry and marry whoever you want, whoever you like, whoever you like, no one will argue with you, and you will make trouble with you, and you will be willing to kill you
He said he was invited to live in Qinglanyuan, but in fact he locked her in a abandoned and dilapidated wing room in the backyard.
The bed is so hard, a thin quilt cannot block the cold spring dew. There are small insects squirming from time to time in the old cotton wool, and the smell of mold and tide everywhere
On the third day, Wang Yan was no longer terrified and drove away the cockroaches and rats. Instead, he lay on the bed calmly and watched them rustling in the room, jumping up and down.
I always get better when I get sick. Every day, people are so dying that they are so hot that they are so tired that they are so tired that they can only take her life.
The food and water sent were all cold and stinky, and she couldn't eat it. Sometimes she didn't move the dishes for a day, and no one greeted her.
It turns out that this is the husband's favor. When you hold you, you seem to be half of the master in his yard. No matter when you are, you die in the corner, rotten or smelly, no one knows
It was dark and bright outside, the rain stopped and fell, and life was in a daze for only one day when I heard the maid sweeping outside the door casually talking, saying that the husband was blessed and had a great life, and finally woke up quietly.
I don't know what I was looking forward to, from dawn to dark, from sunrise to sunset, I waited for a few days, but the ones I waited for were still cold and the leftovers of the quilt were cold.
The hands and feet are cold for many days, and no matter how warm they are, Wang Yan curled up in a ball on the tattered bed, thinking that it would be better to be in summer, but the night would not be so cold
Kexin is still cold. He... hates her, so he lets the maid abuse her.
The rebellious maid cut off his tongue and sold him, and the girl who murdered him... should pay his life for her.
It's a bad life. If he wants it, he will take it here and be locked up for a long time. Suddenly he feels that being able to die is a great thing. Living is really tiring, too tiring
No matter how unruly you have, in this world where power is supreme, lowly people will never be able to break free from the palm of the superiors.
……
I don’t know how long it took, maybe half a month, maybe one month, Wang Ye can’t remember it clearly
The rotten red wooden door was finally opened, the night was dark outside the sky, and a bright moon was bright
She was dragged by several maids to take a shower, wash, put on clean clothes, and sent to the main room of Qinglanyuan.
The room was quiet, with only the crackling sounds made when the lights burst
The closer you get, the more the bitter medicinal fragrance in the room is, the more fragrant it is. The scent of sandalwood is burning in the copper stove, and it can't hide the bitterness and astringency.
A thin white figure sat quietly beside the small table under the window. The moonlight fell from the pane and vaguely illuminated his pale face, crow-colored temples, cold and quiet, like a black and white landscape painting
He has lost weight and has become colder
The little bit beside him vaguely remembered that it was used by her first time when she broke the ground. She lay on it and he stabbed it in from behind. At first, it hurts, but it makes her feel happy. The juice of orgasm splashed all over the case.
Now that I think about it, I feel a little unrealistic trance. Last year, the incident has become an old dream this year.
After a long time, Wang Yan just stood at the door from a distance. He didn't shout, she didn't move, the two of them were silent, and no one spoke.
In the end, Wang Xun couldn't help but speak first, and called her name in a low voice: Wang Ye, don't you have anything to say to me?
What are you talking about? Wang Yan said sarcastically, walked over slowly, laughing at himself: The king is successful, the enemy is defeated, the fate is like this, I will admit that I lost, it falls into your hands, whether it is a knife or a cut, you can deal with it
Wang Xun's eyes turned, cold, when did your bones become so hard
The petite shadow reflected in his eyes, and his heart suddenly moved
He turned his face stiffly, raised his jaw slightly, and showed unidentified arrogance. Don’t you like to pretend to behave the most? Don’t you ask me to let you go?
Please? Wang Yan twitched his lips and smiled bitterly, asking repeatedly: Is it useful? Will you believe it? Is it effective to cry with you? Are you the kind of person who is easily deceived by girls?
The fog was everywhere in her eyes, and her voice was crying: Wang Xun, there is no need to make a show between us
He didn't even want to be perfunctory anymore. Wang Xun stared at her, and his deep eyes turned red slightly. Then you were determined to die, right?
Who would die if you could live? Wang Yan asked back, thinking of all the things in the dilapidated wing room, his heart was so sore that he burst into tears. Instead of being locked up and tortured by you, it would be better to let me die.
Bite your lip and try to be calm and gentle. It's okay if you die. In the future, you will marry and marry whoever you want, whoever you like, whoever you like, no one will argue with you, and you will make trouble with you, and you will be willing to kill you
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